Martial Inverse

At this time, Feng Hao felt that Du Zong might not be a pure disciple of the Ascension God Sect.

If he is really a disciple of the Ascension God Sect, then it is impossible for those two Tianxuan pills to bribe him.

And according to the rules of the supervisor, if there is such a bribery relationship involved, if it is reported, not only will the identity of the supervisor be deprived...

Even he will lose the qualifications of the Grand Competition.

But... Feng Hao is just guessing.

...

Early the next morning, Feng Hao woke up from his cultivation state, and then continued today's monitoring task.

Ye Lan, who was wearing the immortal robe of the supervisor of the Yuhua Shenzong, felt that the greatest benefit brought to him by the Taiqing Xianzong was that he would not worry about not having any supplementary immortal energy.

If possible, he felt that he could stay here until the day he regained his peak cultivation.

But the reality is cruel.

He has to monitor the Dabi of Taiqing Xianzong disciples every day.

This time when Feng Hao came to the competition arena, he found that those drunk elders from yesterday also appeared one by one at this time.

They sat on the high seats, all of them calm and composed, staring indifferently at the stage where the middle god and the upper god competed below.

From time to time, he stroked his beard lightly, and when he saw his younger generation, there was a look of encouragement in his eyes.

"Elders, did you rest well yesterday?"

Feng Hao sat down in the seat of Sect Master Ling Luo, and smiled at the elders beside him.

Because the seats for the elders are semicircular, and Sect Master Ling Luo and Ye Lan are sitting in the middle, Feng Hao only needs to turn his head slightly to see all the other elders.

Those elders who were spotted by Feng Hao's gaze became a little unnatural...

"This is good!"

"Hehe, the old man went to visit an old friend yesterday!"

"Retreat, retreat!"

"..."

Several elders laughed dryly,

It's hard to say about such a loss of status, you can't say that they were drunk and unconscious, right?

But at this moment, Sect Master Ling Luo said: "Elders, you have to obey your old age. After today's big competition is over, this sect has prepared a table of delicious immortals..."

"Fairy taste?"

When all the elders heard the smell of immortality, their eyes were straightened.

But Feng Hao didn't know what this fairy smell was, so he turned his head to look at Sect Master Ling Luo and said, "Sect Master, this fairy smell refers to..."

"The game in the Xuanxian world is all wild animals, and they taste extremely delicious..." Sect Master Ling Luo said.

Feng Hao: "..."

The suzerain of the Taiqing Xianzong gave these elders feelings, all of them were foodies?

However, Ye Lan is also a little interested at this time.

He has eaten a lot of delicacies on Earth, and feels that ordinary people have nothing to do all day long, but it is a rare talent to cook these delicacies.

Until now... He hasn't eaten all those special foods.

Seeing Ling Luo drooling, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Afterwards, Du Zong, the chief elder of the Outer Sect, signaled the beginning of the big competition, and the middle god disciples and upper god disciples who had drawn the same lottery all entered the ring at this time.

For a while, the battle was exciting.

It attracted the applause of countless disciples.

The elders stroked their beards and smiled lightly, watching their juniors win, it felt like they had won the game.

I can't express the coolness in my heart!

"Old Li, is my grandson okay?"

"Old Sun, my little brat is alright!"

All the elders brag about their descendants to each other, of course they keep bragging about each other shamelessly.

Feng Hao was very embarrassed listening.

Those upper gods are indeed very powerful, but the battles of those middle god disciples, in Feng Hao's view, are just like children's play.

He can do it with one hand.

So there is no reference value and significance.

"Elder, is that your grandson?"

Feng Hao pointed at a disciple of the middle god who was competing, he had the upper hand, all kinds of postures were chic, and the fairy air was ethereal...

The elder who was stared at by Feng Hao stroked his beard and smiled and said, "That's right, I don't know what the supervisor thinks?"

Feng Hao nodded and said: "The acting is very good!"

"???"

The elder frowned and said, "What does Supervisor Feng mean by that?"

Feng Hao said seriously: "Obviously your grandson's opponent is cooperating with him in the performance. This time... I can only judge that he failed!"

Swish!

After the elder heard Feng Hao's words, he stood up from his seat, stared at Feng Hao and said: "The supervisor Feng must be responsible for speaking."

At this time, Sect Master Ling Luo didn't stand up and scolded the elder for his rudeness.

Because this is his arrangement.

Feng Hao knew how powerful these old foxes of the Taiqing Xianzong were, so he basically dealt with them fairly, and definitely not because those disciples were the grandsons of an elder of the Taiqing Xianzong.

After eating and drinking together, everyone will cover up.

This is absolutely impossible.

Feng Hao glanced at the elder, then looked at the two disciples who had stopped Dabi in the middle god ring, and said, "Why do you want to give up this opportunity? If you don't fight for it, maybe the chance of being the emperor is you!"

Feng Hao's words were addressed to that middle god disciple with poor acting skills.

The disciple blushed, and said: "That is too illusory, it might as well be given to the god pill!"

"???"

The grandson of the elder opposite the disciple almost popped his eyes. He stared at the disciple opposite and said, "What are you doing? What nonsense are you talking about?"

The disciple looked at the elder's grandson and said, "That's right, I gave in to you just now because I accepted the benefits..."

"you!"

The elder's grandson was hit hard at that time, he turned his head to look at Feng Hao and said, "Master Supervisor, I didn't bribe him, I didn't lose..."

Feng Hao thought for a while, and said: "As long as you can prove that you are not the one who bribed, you can regain the opportunity of Dabi!"

In Feng Hao's view, if the elder's grandson really did not personally bribe, then it cannot be judged that he lost directly.

Because... in case other disciples are deliberately acting, and he doesn't ask clearly, he will directly judge that the acting person has advanced.

Then it's not fair.

Just now, although Feng Hao saw that the elder's grandson's opponent clearly has the ability to win, he has been acting.

Only then did he think that it must be the grandson of the elder who gave his opponent a benefit.

After all... the list for the lottery was drawn yesterday.

There is still room for cheating here.

Feng Hao felt that after dealing with the matter of the grandson of the elder, it was necessary for him to let those disciples who did not have a big competition draw lots again.

in case of cheating.

At this moment, the grandson of the elder was thinking, how can he produce evidence to prove that it was not when he bribed...

The suzerain Ling Luo smiled lightly at this time: "As expected of the supervisor of the Yuhua Shenzong, that's right... that disciple was asked by the sect to do this on purpose! The sect wants to see if the supervisor of the wind has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering... ..."

Sect Master Ling Luo paused, and then continued: "Obviously, Supervisor Feng has this ability, so you have the final say on how to judge, Supervisor Feng!"